Love can be a killer

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i never tried to feel, but i met him and he started this storm within me that caused me too feel. feel everything. all the feelings i have put away in hiding came out. I felt them all because of him. now I realize that i have felt the most and was the most alive when i was with him. during all this what I didn't realize was that i was dying. He was killing me slowly, but neither of us knew it because as he died trying to show me love and teach me too live i felt the most alive while i was dying with him beside me.

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